Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 297 The battle between the masters, moving across a hundred miles!

Dragon Elephant!

The powerful member of the Qin royal family, the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster, King Ying Chongxiao of Linglan!
A sound like thunder was heard, and Murong Zhao stood in the army with a deep look in his eyes.

There is actually a Dragon Elephant Master in Gubei City, and so many masters gathered here.

Although he used marriage as a cover to lead his army to attack the northern border, this plan was a stroke of genius.

Unfortunately, the Qin Dynasty is still the Qin Dynasty after all.

In such a short period of time, such a strong force was able to gather in Gubei City.

The Qin Dynasty was indeed too powerful, just as King Zhao Ying Ji had said.

It was so strong that Murong Zhao had not slept peacefully for a single day in the past three hundred years.

He was so strong that even though he had cultivated powerful magic and had the support of the great demons from the Heavenly Demon Palace, he still had no intention of fighting against the Qin Dynasty.

Looking at the place where the clouds gathered, murderous intent surged in Murong Zhao's eyes.

If the lives of these masters could all be left in Gubei City, the strength and prestige of the Qin Dynasty would be greatly damaged!
Turning to look at the soldiers in the camp, Murong Zhao frowned.

The 70,000 Zhenxi Army has been training for the past few days, but it is still unable to recover its full combat strength.

The Zhenxi Army is almost the private army of the Ouyang family. Even if he, the Emperor of Northern Yan, comes, he cannot make these soldiers truly loyal.

He ordered the army to march slowly because he wanted to take advantage of the march to control the strength of the assembled troops.

When it comes to the ability to organize an army, how many people in Yongtianzhou can match Murong Zhao?
"Murong Zhao, do you dare to fight?"

In the distance, the sound of the power of blessing the soul and spirit rolled in.

The blood, energy and evil spirit floating above the camp of the 70,000-strong army actually vibrated slightly with the sound.

Everyone in the world knows that the Grandmaster is invincible.

Even the 70,000 soldiers who were stationed in camp to defend the place were afraid at this moment.

The might displayed by the Qin Empire and the rumors of the Grandmaster's power could make the army lose its will to fight even at a distance of a hundred miles.

There was anger in Murong Zhao's eyes.

If these 70,000 soldiers were the Jubei Army, he would only need one order to gather their fighting spirit, and their blood and energy would form a formation that he could control.

But at this time, even if the 70,000 Zhenxi troops could condense their energy and blood into a formation, their combat power would be very limited.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Zhao's Qi, blood and true energy merged with the Grandmaster's Gangsha.

"boom--"

A long dragon flew up into the sky, spun around, and turned into a dragon elephant a hundred feet long!
Dragon Elephant!

The Emperor of Dayan, the King of Dragon and Elephant!
As the shadows of the dragon and elephant condensed, the energy and blood in the military camp began to surge, and a murderous aura lingered.

Ying Chongxiao, who was a hundred miles away, had a solemn look in his eyes, and his blood and true energy were also surging outside his body, turning into a long dragon that went straight up into the sky.

"hold head high--"

The long dragon roared, attracting the power of the great Dao of heaven and earth to gather, and then condensed into a faint shadow of a dragon and elephant.

The power of dragon and elephant.

As Ying Chongxiao's dragon-elephant shadow condensed, Zhang Yuan raised his hand and waved.

The cavalry galloped behind him, and the blood and energy of ten thousand soldiers combined to transform into the shadow of the ferocious beast Qiongqi.

The blood, qi and evil power of several masters also moved with their war horses and merged with the dragon-elephant shadow of Ying Chongxiao.

"boom--"

When the power of Qiongqi and the power of the Grandmaster collided with Ying Chongxiao's condensed dragon-elephant body, Ying Chongxiao trembled all over and his face turned red instantly.

The dragon elephant above his head expanded from a hundred feet long to three hundred feet long. Dragon scales appeared on every inch of its body, shining with golden light.

"hold head high--"

The dragon and elephant roared, and the force it unleashed shattered the clouds and waves. It crashed into the camp where the 70,000-strong army was located, hundreds of miles away.

The battle between the Grandmasters takes place over a hundred miles!

In the camp of 70,000 troops, Murong Zhao took a step forward, his body floating a hundred feet in the air, standing on top of the dragon elephant, with blood, energy, light and shadow floating around him.

"Gather."

He gave a low shout, and all the energy and blood of the 70,000 soldiers gathered on the dragon elephant and turned into a thousand-foot-long spear.

The spear body is a thousand feet long, and the tip of the spear is cold and shining, with dense spiritual patterns on it.

The thousand-foot war spear was suspended on top of the dragon elephant, spanning the entire camp and attracting the gathering of wind and thunder.

The avenue on Yongtianzhou is sealed off, and the power of this war spear is strong enough to cause thunder and cloud, which shows its killing power.

Pointing his spear forward, Murong Zhao's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He could already sense Ying Chongxiao's cultivation level: Dragon Elephant Realm.

Together with other masters and the combined strength of thousands of troops, they do have the ability to fight him.

However, as long as the Qin cavalry dared to advance another thirty miles, he would be able to defeat the cavalry in one blow with his spear, which was composed of the blood and energy of 70,000 troops.

As long as he could defeat the war cavalry, a Dragon Elephant Realm warrior, Murong Zhao would have a large army at his side and could easily defeat him.

Hundreds of miles.

Ninety miles.

Eighty miles.

Murong Zhao clenched his hands lightly.

Eighty miles away, before the war horses galloped away, Zhang Yuan suddenly raised his hand and the war horses stood up.

Behind him, all the war horses slowly stopped.

"Murong Zhao's army is not yet fully combat-ready. Seventy miles away, it cannot form a force capable of slaying a dragon or elephant."

Zhang Yuan turned his head and looked at Linglan King Ying Chongxiao.

Seventy miles away.

Ying Chongxiao's face was solemn, he nodded and said: "If I want to take action, I need to gather the strength of fifty miles. If I want to break through this twenty-mile space, I'm afraid-"

Before he finished speaking, a smile appeared on Zhang Yuan's face.

"King Linglan, I didn't ask you to seriously fight Murong Zhao."

His words stunned Ying Chongxiao.

Lin Yutang and others also looked nervous.

If they gather such a strong force, what is the point if they don't fight?
It is not easy to gather the combat power of a large army.

Make a concerted effort, and you will be exhausted when you gather again.

If they don't rush to the front of the Zhenxi Army and fight now, they will really be unable to stop Murong Zhao when he leads his troops.

"King Linglan, you must retreat a hundred miles away and neither attack nor defend."

"Whether Murong Zhao is provoking or leading his troops to attack Gubei City, you are only a hundred miles away from him."

Zhang Yuan looked at Ying Chongxiao with a serious expression.

"I want you to stay here alone and hold Murong Zhao back for at least three days."

One person can hold Murong Zhao back for three days?

Ying Chongxiao's expression changed.

If Murong Zhao was alone instead of accompanied by an army of 70,000, Ying Chongxiao would dare to fight him.

He would not have worried that if there was no Fort Bei City, it would be attacked by the Zhenxi Army at any time.

But in the current situation, how could he guarantee that he could hold Murong Zhao back for three days?
"Murong Zhao is a cautious person. Now that his army is not strong enough, he will never dare to fight rashly." Zhang Yuan looked towards the Zhenxi Army camp in the distance, where blood and energy were flying in the air, causing wind and thunder.

"King Linglan, as long as you don't enter the area of ​​​​Hundred Miles, you can contain Murong Zhao."

Turning his head, Zhang Yuan looked at the army behind him, his eyes shining brightly.

"In three days, I led ten thousand troops across the Ling River and directly attacked the Jubei Army camp."

"With the combined might of four or seven Grandmasters, plus the sudden onslaught of ten thousand troops, the Northern Army will surely collapse."

"The Jubei Army has collapsed. Ouyang Shucai cannot rescue them. The danger at Linghe can be resolved. Even if Murong Zhao takes Gubei City, he will have no choice but to retreat."

Ten thousand cavalry crossed the Ling River and attacked the Jubei Army camp!

Zhang's words left Linglan King Ying Chongxiao, Li Tingyun and others stunned.

They never expected that Zhang Yuan would lead his troops across the river and attack the Jubei Army camp.

"How do we cross the river?"

"Can 10,000 troops attack and resist the Northern Army's main camp?"

Several people looked confused and whispered to each other.

"The pulley crossing is five hundred miles from here to Baiyun Ferry, and less than two hundred miles to Sanshui Town on the bank of the Ling River where the Jubei Army's main camp is located."

Zhang Yuan pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist, with a faint fighting spirit and murderous aura floating around him.

"The Jubei Army was fully engaged in a standoff with the Linghe Camp across the river, never expecting a surprise attack from behind."

"As long as the Jubei Army camp is in chaos, the Linghe camp will mobilize its troops and sweep across the area."

(End of this chapter)